Rounded up Frisch and Giles a few weeks ago and headed up to the Strawberry for the last time this year before ice. We made the drive in record time, must have been excited to get up there. Weather was sunny, but a slight breeze made it a bit cold at times. We headed west from the marina, threw down the trolling plate, and started to slow troll with a few fly rods out. Sure enough Giles and Frisch start to land cuttys left and right, I tried switching flies a few times but nothing seemed to be working for me. It just so happens that the first fish of the day ended up being the biggest on a fly.
Giles started to give me crap after catching about six fish to my zero, so I subtly raised the prop, raised the trolling plate, and threw out some crankbaits for Frisch and I, and got on the board real quick. We were reeling them in just about as fast as we could get our line back in the water, even pulling a double.
It was about that time that Giles figured out why his bite had slowed down, we got a good laugh out of it. We landed a few more bows and cuttys, trying to chase the sun to stay warm, finally calling it quits before it got too cold. Catching fish with a fly rod is a blast, glad to now know how it's done.
Can't beat a day on the lake fishing with good friends.
-Bills
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